Whch Remnds Me

Sadly, Cheryl died at age 12. We were gone at the time. Afterward, Susie said some things very critical of Cheryl, but as I was out of the country at the time, I really can't verify that one way or another. It was just something that Susie said about why she was not particularly sorry that Cheryl had died.

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Yes, I think that I do remember hearing that story about the woman who got pregnant on her wedding night and then the baby was premature, born at maybe seven months, so the birth data doesn't tell the whole story and might superficially appear sort of funny to strangers, but if you are even partly acquainted with them you would have no reason to doubt the story's veracity as it was passed along to us. But if you are someone who prefers to expound an alternate theory about that, the burden of proof is entirely upon you. No one is going to help you with that and the joke will be on you. So?

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It really grates on my nerves, all these very bad jokes about my birthmark, a large freckle, or rather cluster of freckles, on my left upper arm. This mark, you say does not compare to some other people's marks. Well, that may be so but I really do not care to get caught in the position of speculating upon the meaning of birthmarks. Whatever. I was dealt this handful of freckles and I wouldn't be me without them. So your cheapskate attempts to make me the marked woman fall flat, very very flat. Your shrill tones are like fingernails on a chalkboard.

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Ok, so maybe it was more like 40 years ago that I last had contact with Debbie Lange, when she expressed her shock at my being so short (compared to her being so tall and taking dance lessons for mainly health reasons as one could easily assume). So maybe the next time that I feel like being gratuitously insulted behind the scenes I will get back in touch.

Years earlier, Debbie and I and also Sherry Turnbull were in the same cabin at junior high camp along with some other persons whose names I cannot recall. They were nobody important, just boring stuff. I suppose that their being eighth graders explains their disdain of seventh graders such as myself but actually I mostly don't remember who they were or why I should care about that.

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Yes, I know, during high school study hall I loved to go to the library and read from the Time-Life history books in the reference section, one for each decade. In Europe they have decadence, but in America we go by the decades. The 1910s preceded the 1920s later on we find the 1930s and so forth. These events are arranged in an orderly way and illustrated with many interesting photos, always better than listening to Kathy's idiotic rantings. These Italians protest way too much before I can even think of saying hello. I will always praise God and thank my lucky stars that I am not in any way related or connected to those deeply weird people.

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Yes, that was a big mistake for me to try to take the fall for whatever wicked thing Sharon Turner might have done or did. We really were not such close friends, certainly not related, that I wouldn't turn her in to the proper authorities if necessary, if I could, but as it is I really can't do that. Let Sharon Turner explain to us what she did to Jan a few years earlier and then we will be glad to confess whatever other mistake we might have  made not having any clue what Jan's problem was. Jan who? I really don't know these people very well and have no idea how to explain that.

Whch Remnds Me

About 50 years have gone by since the last time that I talked with Debbe Lange, can't imagine there could be any reason to communicate with her Lange cousins if New York, assuming she has any cousins in New York. I really wouldn't know anything if she does or not or anything else about that.